[h1][center]N7 Crew, Aboard enemy capital craft.[/center][/h1]

As Sarah Wilkes was teleported from her sport in the Glasgow, aboard the enemy bridge. She felt the disorientation first, but she quickly adjusted as her allies began to gun down the crew, and marines around them. She joined in. Her first action was to help her sanghelli ally gun down the unarmored crew. Many would call this a war crime, but when you're in another universe, and when you're special forces. Rules of war didn't really apply to you anyways. Her rounds made mincemeat of much of the unarmored crew members, for those she could reach fast enough she brought them into the air, and slammed them into the floor of the ship in a very gruesome display of her biotics. 

Gunfire tore through much of the ship, as the two factions fought. She watched Sparky approach the downed captain bringing up his own barriers to protect the friendly troopers, and the downed man. Then setting up an automated turret which served the function as gunning down those who the geth did not perceive as friendlies, but also recharging the shields of the N7 operatives who got hit in the gunfight. "Sparky stay here, we'll go support the lift team!" Sarah shouted over the chaos, taking the rest of her team with her into the lift hub.

As the team exited, they provided covering fire for the weird animal-humanoid hybrid that accompanied them, and the troopers from The Resurgence. "Lets see how tough these kull troopers really are!" Sarah shouted, she began to glow the element zero usage giving her an blue glow that made her shine radiantly. She lifted all three kull off the ground, leaving them floating helplessly in the air, as if someone turned off the gravity. It would be comical, if they weren't some of the most dangerous beings they'd ever encountered. "Alright, lets show these bad boys, how we do it on Earth!" She shouted. Peppering the floating targets with as much gunfire, and grenade fire as they could muster.